Luyện nghe bài hát Mama's House

There's a bottle of whiskey up the stove
It's been thirty years I know
Only for coughs and colds at mama's house

In the air there's a
Of home bread and pan fried bacon
No, no mistaking mama's house

It smaller than the day I left
It don't how big I get
I still wipe my feet and my mouth
At house

Thing's round still looks the same
Like a in a frame
The light still in daddy's name at mama's house

You won't one speck of dust
One spoon, or coffee cup
And that ol' dog will still eat you up at mama's

It seems than the day I left
It don't how big I get
I still wipe my and watch my mouth
At house

That still paved with white rocks
Though her ain't on the mailbox
what may there won't ever be any doubt
That's mama's

It seems than the day I left
It don't how big I get
I still wipe my feet and watch my

always so glad to see me
Her little boy always be me
I think spent this [Incomprehensible] out
And head on to mama's house